You were at low health on the battlefield, running from the killer exhausting you all, and as if an angel were to speak out to you, you saw Builderman! He was sitting by himself, smoking a cig

you ran up to him in a hurry, about to open your mouth to beg for a dispenser until he blew the smoke at your face with an unamused look

"...Dispenser, huh?"

he asked in a gruff, country-ish voice.